The God of All Realms Starts with Harry Potter

"Let's start the last unfinished duel, where you have nowhere to run."

"It will be you who will die here!" The latter replied, but his face was obviously not very good-looking.

The space here is too narrow, the two sides can only fight recklessly, and there is no room for manoeuvre.

In this case, the weaker mana has a huge disadvantage.

However, he had to bite the bullet.

...

Regardless of the magic showdown on this side, on the other side, the little wizards searched the entire room, but found nothing.

"There's no Philosopher's Stone anywhere," Ron complained. "Are you saying he made a mistake, could the Philosopher's Stone be on Professor Quirrell?"

"Impossible!" Hermione firmly denied: "Professor Quirrell was obviously looking for the Philosopher's Stone when we came in, otherwise he should have found a chance to leave."

"You sound good, but where is the Philosopher's Stone?" Ron retorted tit for tat.

Although they didn't become friends or even assigned to an academy, Hermione and Ron still quarreled so easily. The incompatibility was innate, and the ghost knows how they became a pair in the original book.

But at this moment, Harry didn't have the energy to listen to their quarrel, and his attention was on the mirror in front of him.

It was the Mirror of Erised, and he had seen it in the restricted section of the library, during the Christmas holidays.

He still remembers that the magic mirror can show the greatest desire of the human heart, and at that time he also saw the dead parents and relatives through the magic mirror.

Harry looked at the magic mirror.

Harry in the mirror reached into his pocket, pulled out a bright red stone, blinked, and put the stone back in his pocket.

Just then, Harry felt that something really heavy fell into his pocket.

It's unbelievable - he actually got the Philosopher's Stone just like that.

Chapter 0076 The Sorcerer's Stone Battle and Quirrell's Death

After Harry got the Philosopher's Stone, he immediately greeted the little wizards to leave the room.

They could see that the stone wall in front of them was constantly vibrating, as well as the various explosions coming from that side, all of which told them how fierce the battle between Ye Ting and Professor Quirrell was.

Harry hopes to leave here early, he is not sure whether Ye Ting can defeat Professor Quirrell.

In their opinion, although Ye Ting is very strong, he is just a little wizard and will not be the opponent of Professor Quirrell - although Ye Ting has a record of defeating fire dragons and saving unicorns.

They felt that if they could leave here quickly and call the professors, they might be able to help Ye Ting.

However, when they ran to the door, the wall made by Ye Ting through Transfiguration exploded.

The strong explosion shook them to the ground.

As the smoke and dust continued to dissipate, the silhouettes of the two confronting figures gradually became clear. Although the shorter one was a little messy, he was generally calm. This was their friend, Ye Ting.

And his opponent, Professor Quirrell, was much more embarrassed.

His clothes were tattered and scorched in several places all over his body, and his left hand was twisted unnaturally, probably broken.

Although it was quite miserable, he still insisted with gritted teeth and cast a vicious look at Ye Ting.

Just then, he saw the Philosopher's Stone in Harry's hand.

"Give it to me!" He screamed mournfully, "Give me what you have!"

Being watched by Professor Quirrell made Harry extremely nervous.

"I don't know what you're talking about." He put his hands behind his back and denied it.

At this time, a shrill voice spoke, and the voice did not sound like Professor Quirrell himself.

"Let me talk to him... face to face..."

"Master, your stamina hasn't recovered yet!" Professor Quirrell said nervously.

"This little strength...I still have..."

The bizarre scene froze the little wizards as they watched Quirrell raise his hand and remove the scarf from his head.

How is this going?

The big scarf fell, and Quirrell's bare head looked surprisingly small. Then, he slowly turned around.

Harry wanted to scream, but couldn't make a sound.

In what should have been the back of Quirrell's head, there was a face that Harry had never seen before. The face was as dead-white as chalk, the red eyes glowed, and below were two slender nostrils like snakes.

"Harry Potter..." he whispered.

Harry tried to step back, but his legs wouldn't do it.

Suddenly, a hand firmly supported him.

Ye Ting came from behind him and explained: "This is the current Voldemort, since he was killed by you, he has been in this half-dead state, and he has to live on other people's bodies. It's disgusting, right? Of course, What's more disgusting, sometimes, because he can't find a suitable parasite, he has to parasitize the animal."

This made Harry shudder.

The face spoke to Harry: "Look what I've become! Only shadows and vapours are left...I can only have form when I share a body with others...but there are always some who will Let me get into their hearts and minds...Once I get the elixir, I'll be able to recreate a body of my own...well...why don't you give me the Philosopher's Stone in your hand

? "

As he spoke, he moved in Harry's direction, and at the end he basically flew out.

"Run, Harry, run to the door." Ye Ting pushed Harry away and cast an obstacle spell on Voldemort, but the other party suddenly turned into black smoke and rose into the air, bypassing the obstacle.

Immediately afterwards, he spit out a black flame at Ye Ting, forcing Ye Ting to retreat.

Taking advantage of this time, the little wizards ran away, Ye Ting waved his wand and shot several red lights in a row to cover them.

But he accidentally left out Harry Potter.

Voldemort really saw the flaw, so he turned into a thick black smoke and came to Harry's side.

"I got you!" He pointed his wand at Harry and laughed wildly. "Now you're in my hands!"

With Voldemort's wand pointed at it, Harry felt as if he was so entangled in the devil's web that he couldn't move at all.

At this moment, even Ye Ting had thrown his hat at the mouse, and he could only threateningly point at Voldemort with his wand.

The scene froze for a moment.

"Give me the Philosopher's Stone!" Voldemort said fiercely, "I have always admired courage... Yes, child, your parents were very brave... I killed your father first, but he would rather die than give in and be brave. Fight me on the ground... your mother doesn't have to die... she is desperate to protect you... well, give me the Philosopher's Stone, don't let your mother die for you."

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